Yelawolf, Big Henri, Cub da CookUpBoss - Keep on Rollin lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf, Big Henri, Cub da CookUpBoss - Keep on Rollin lyrics]
One, two, one
Salute me when you see me, bitch
I'm the CookUpBoss
$hifeLife up in this bitch
now you gotta break me off
I party like a rock star, you seen me, ho
Henny where I put in work, best believe it ho
See, I am not a rapper, although
I'm something else
So I'ma turn it up a notch 'cause
I don't need these niggas help
Fuck y'all, not you, I mean all of y'all
I'm ESPN with this rappin' shit
Check my stats on how I ball
My elevator goin' up, I'm never slowin' up
'Cause they gon' need a little more than
Lean 'cause I'm never givin' up
I'm focused like I'm on some Adderall
I got no rear view and no brakes
And I'm runnin' out of patience
I don't know where I'm goin'
I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
I just keep on rollin'
Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
Look at all this blood on my hands
Look at all these hands on my plate
Niggas that say that they real
They be the first ones to hate
Look at all the shit in my life
Did a lot of dirt to get stripes
But at the end of that night
Still need more than sacrifice
I'm the soul of Orlando
Cortez Phillips my family
We still goin' commando
Any business get handled
Once the picture is painted ain't
No way we can swerve
Get out what we put in, everything we deserve
Feelin' good, feelin' great
Flights in and out of state
Must be in my DNA the way
I keep this shit straight
Fist full everyday, clips full everyday
For whoever wanna play, boy
I'm bustin' out the gate
I don't know where I'm goin'
I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
I just keep on rollin'
Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
Uh, kinda like a Friday I feel
Kinda like a highway I feel, yeah
Hard white like a coke deal
Rollin' with a spoke on the front wheel
Harley in the wind, I'm tuned in
Leather grips underneath my rings
My teeth bling, permanent pirate
Slum to the dirt, crown me king
Imperial poet, lace my bud with LSD
Picture me floatin'
At sixteen played with the Ouija Board
'til the Devil lost his focus
Mental wars built me up, veteran soldier
Pistol totin' sharp as a sickle, drippin'
Broken, wish you would, i ain't hopin'
Like a creek to an ocean eventually connects
I found my way into that wave
And rode it with respect
Now some of these country boys are
Rappin' but have no intellect
No introspective on the genre
Just out there for that check
But fuck the world
I'm no lie detector and if your
Conscience does not affect ya
Then slide ya products out
Find investors to monetize the
Lies you perfected
That's a slippery slope to no end, but
Hey that's the way it goes then
After the show they close in when you're
Burning the wick at both ends
I don't know where I'm goin'
I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
I just keep on rollin'
Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
Yeah, yeah rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin' yeah, yeah
Rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Salute me when you see me, bitch
I'm the CookUpBoss
$hifeLife up in this bitch
now you gotta break me off
I party like a rock star, you seen me, ho
Henny where I put in work, best believe it ho
See, I am not a rapper, although
I'm something else
So I'ma turn it up a notch 'cause
I don't need these niggas help
Fuck y'all, not you, I mean all of y'all
I'm ESPN with this rappin' shit
Check my stats on how I ball
My elevator goin' up, I'm never slowin' up
'Cause they gon' need a little more than
Lean 'cause I'm never givin' up
I'm focused like I'm on some Adderall
I got no rear view and no brakes
And I'm runnin' out of patience
I don't know where I'm goin'
I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
I just keep on rollin'
Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
Look at all this blood on my hands
Look at all these hands on my plate
Niggas that say that they real
They be the first ones to hate
Look at all the shit in my life
Did a lot of dirt to get stripes
But at the end of that night
Still need more than sacrifice
I'm the soul of Orlando
Cortez Phillips my family
We still goin' commando
Any business get handled
Once the picture is painted ain't
No way we can swerve
Get out what we put in, everything we deserve
Feelin' good, feelin' great
Flights in and out of state
Must be in my DNA the way
I keep this shit straight
Fist full everyday, clips full everyday
For whoever wanna play, boy
I'm bustin' out the gate
I don't know where I'm goin'
I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
I just keep on rollin'
Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
Uh, kinda like a Friday I feel
Kinda like a highway I feel, yeah
Hard white like a coke deal
Rollin' with a spoke on the front wheel
Harley in the wind, I'm tuned in
Leather grips underneath my rings
My teeth bling, permanent pirate
Slum to the dirt, crown me king
Imperial poet, lace my bud with LSD
Picture me floatin'
At sixteen played with the Ouija Board
'til the Devil lost his focus
Mental wars built me up, veteran soldier
Pistol totin' sharp as a sickle, drippin'
Broken, wish you would, i ain't hopin'
Like a creek to an ocean eventually connects
I found my way into that wave
And rode it with respect
Now some of these country boys are
Rappin' but have no intellect
No introspective on the genre
Just out there for that check
But fuck the world
I'm no lie detector and if your
Conscience does not affect ya
Then slide ya products out
Find investors to monetize the
Lies you perfected
That's a slippery slope to no end, but
Hey that's the way it goes then
After the show they close in when you're
Burning the wick at both ends
I don't know where I'm goin'
I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
I just keep on rollin'
Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
Yeah, yeah rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin' yeah, yeah
Rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah